You can't live without us
But still you don't respect me.
Sometimes You blame us for the things
we don't do and yet
we care about you.
From the day
You were born
For some until then
They end up their life.
You can't live without us,
We are the one who make
your life peaceful.
Imagine a lonely day
without us in your life.
We know you've paid
enough for us
But you don't realize,
we have sold our dreams
houses to reach here.
There are some houses who treat us well, but most of them had made our Life as hell.
We work like machine,
No time to rest
But you have never even
appreciate that.
No holidays or festival's
I can celebrate.
You all laugh on my innocence
But think for once, you can't even tolerate what I've suffered here day by day.
You're houses are blessed with food that's why you don't know what starvation means.
Day by day you want us to work harder, and yet the he more We work the more you want.
The amount you spend in hours
is our whole month salary,but you have you ever thought of increasing our salaries.
Not only us but there is one more, slave like us.. who is known as sayak (driver)
You shout at us when you hear
your children cry,
But never thought of wiping
Off our tears, which fall every night.
You become sick if you have a headache,but if we're
sick you never felt it that way.
One thing you have
always forgotten,
We aren't robot but we're just a human being,even a robot's need to charge their batteries.
We sleep when everyone in the house go to sleep,
But you allow us to sleep like the way the chicken sleep,
But we appreciate always what you have done for us.
If you hear my family member is sick,or passed away you think it's a lie.because you think we're making an excuse to travel,we here to work and that what we do.
You insult me in front of a small child but most of the time I see them misbehaving with you.
There are some people
among you all
Who still fear from God.
They treat us like a family,
But most of you don't care.
Your fridge's are full of food
But for us it's like a locker.
Because you always keep them lock.
Treat us good
Thats what we want.
Give us respect just
as a human being.
We are maids
Not your property.
We need a peaceful life too.
We are here to work
That's what we've come to do.
We don't complain
Because no one's
there to hear us say.
That's why I thought of writing
In my own word's this poem to you.
written by Shaheen Sayyed
shahin_sayyed@yahoo.com
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